Night fell with wandering sorrow as Nathan made his way into the dark streets. He was going to see for himself if the curse had truly been lifted. Of course Baa and Cathy weren't happy about this, but he didn't care. He told them to stay home with Alice until he thought of something. The evening air had an unusual chill to it, and Nathan knew something was terribly wrong.

Though he refused to believe it his father had returned, and Roxy was no where to be found. He was approaching the line, and automatically he froze. He hadn't bothered putting back in his contacts; he didn't see the point. In reality however it because he was hoping to see Roxy again and the words she had once told him swam in his mind.

A week after he met her they had been walking through the park at dusk. No destination in mind just walking in a complete silence. Roxy looked up at him countless time, and then looked away. He began to grow nervous, he wasn't sure if he had frightened her or if she was merely shy, but she made his nerves flutter like no one else could.

"What?" He asked after his thoughts burdened him. She looked up again causing her hair to fall in her face. Her grey eyes widened in an unknowing manner. She had no idea what he was talking about. "Why do you keep staring like that?" Her checks turned a shade of pink, and she bit her lip slightly and looked back to the ground.

"I…uh..sorry…I wasn't really aware I was doing it." She tangled her hands together nervously staring straight ahead.

"Do I frighten you?" She was walking with a man she had meet a week ago in the dark alone. She had ever right to be frightened of him, but she stopped in her tracks and looked at him.

"No, not at all…..it's just…." She trailed off. He had stopped to; his thoughts began to yell at him. 'You fool you can't be smitten by a human! You're a danger to her, she's lucky you haven't all ready drank all her blood out of her sweet delicate neck.' He cringed at his own thoughts, and she reached a hand to him. "Please, don't be offended I'm not afraid of you. I was….. well this is kind of embarrassing…" She laughed nervously and looked him in the eyes. "I…was staring at your eyes." He stood there stunned.

"My eyes?" She looked back down and nodded her brown hair falling in waves around her face.

"Well your face really, but your eyes are very beautiful." She looked up again, and this time their gaze held. Both just standing there frozen in time until finally one of his hands came to rest on her shoulder as he leaned in and kissed her; to his amazement she didn't pull back, but instead leaned into him. They say vampires fall in love to fast, and it was indeed true, but at that moment he knew he wanted no one else. He wanted to spend the rest of his meaningless existence with her; a vampire just knows. He had forgotten something though; humans are fragile, and the deeper the kiss became he found his temptations growing. Until with a low gasp she pulled back; her eyes were wide, and he had realized what had happened. She had discovered his fangs, and he took a few steps back.

"You're…You're…." She stopped. He ran a hand through his hair angrily.

"A vampire?" He finished for her, but she didn't speak. She just looked at him; he would have understood if the look was filled with hate or fear, but neither was there, just shock. He couldn't grasp what was happening; he expected her to run, but she didn't. He expected her to scream, but no words left her lips. Her grey eyes stared hopelessly into his. "I'm sorry." He whispered turning to hide in the shadows like only a vampire could, and never to emerge from his eternal hell. Before he could he felt a pull at his hand, and he spun back around.

"For what?" This time it was his eye lit with surprise as he looked upon her. She smiled a soft gentle smile, and he turned to face her fully. "I don't care." She never did, even after the hell his father put her through. That's why he had to find her tonight. He knew the man that had returned was in fact his power crazed father, and that he was up to something. Roxy wasn't alone tonight, and he prayed that he wasn't too late. With a deep breath Nathan tried to step over the line. This time the invisible force field wasn't there to stop him, and he past right through. This should have brought him joy, but as he continued walking he was filled with a dread.

"Roxy?" He called out desperately into the empty night, and only silence answered him. "Roxy?" He called again, and this time there was a low whisper.

"Nathan?" He stopped, and his heart began to pound as she stepped into view, and before she could get fully out of the alley that concealed her she was wrapped in his arms.

"Thank god." He murmured burying his face in her hair as he kissed her forehead. He pulled back and held her out in front of him. His body swarmed by joy that he hadn't felt in years as he took in every detail of her ageless face running his hand over her cheek. His smile soon faded as he took in her blank stare.

"Roxy, love what's wrong?" He rubbed his thumb over her brow. Her eyes shut fiercely, and when she opened them again she gasped and fell to her knees. He kneeled down beside her and wrapped her in his arms again.

"Nate?" she questioned as if she was just seeing him for the first time.

"Yea, baby it's me. What's wrong?" She put on hand on the side of his neck and buried her head on the other. He patted her back and pulled her closer to him.

"You have to leave." She said in a panic pulling back. He had never seen her so frightened.

"What…but…."

"Please, Nate. I don't have control any..any…." She cried out and fell back into him. Now Nathan was scared as he held her close running his hand across her hair.

"Just tell me what happened, and maybe I can….."

"Please, just GO!" She tried to stand only staggered backwards and fell back to her knees clutching her head. Nathan moved forward to her; he brushed back her hair off her shoulders, and she looked back up at him with pleading eyes. Red tears streaking her face. Nathan had no idea what was happening, and took her head in his hands. With his thumb he brushed the tears off her cheeks a ghost of a smile appearing on her lips, and with out a thought he leaned down and kissed her lips.

Her hands came up and snaked around his neck as his circled her waist. The kiss was short lived because Roxy pulled back and leaned her head on his shoulder; her arms still holding on tight. Nathan's breath caught as he realized she had stopped moving. He pulled her hair to one shoulder so he could look at her face. His hand brushed along her neck, and he stopped. His eyes transfixed on the black burn around it. He pulled her on to his lap and cradled her in his arms.

"Roxy?" She didn't stir. The silence of the street soon became deafening as he so desperately tried to place the pieces together, but the silence was broken by heavy foot steps at the end of the alley.

"So my son we meet again."

Ok so what did you think? This chapter was meant to give you more insight on Nathan and Roxy's relationship. Sorry not exactly I happy ending to this chapter though. Oh well you know the drill. Until next time. Italianamerican.